"The people we sent out have returned. They found no surveillance at the warehouse. Clearly, the perpetrator was highly skilled and removed all traces beforehand. To do this so seamlessly, Jayden, do you have anyone in mind?"

Howell handed a peeled apple to Jayden.

Jayden snapped back to reality.

A name instantly surfaced in his mind.

However...

He refused to believe it.

"No, I don’t."

Howell stood up, continuing his analysis. "Someone with such capabilities must have an extraordinary background, likely from one of the four major families. Since the Powell family has fallen, it can only be..."

"Dad," Jayden interrupted impatiently, "I really don’t know. You’re making—"

Howell, noticing...